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THE BIRTH OF XILLER
The car suddenly stopped at the middle of a abandoned cliff. It was past one. A man came out of the car. He was in his late 60s. He came in front and opened the bonnet of the car to check if there is any problem. Sighing, he kicked the front tire of the car in frustration. He came around and opened the petrol tank. He took a stick from the ground and inserted it in the tank. "Argh. Shit." He shouted and was about to open the door when he saw a silhouette through the window. He was about to turn when he was knocked unconscious by the someone. The person was wearing an black pant with a black shirt and heavy black jacket. The face was covered in black mask and coolers. The person had black glove top of another navy blue glove.
The person put him in a van after tying him up and taping his hands with duct tape. After 30 minutes they arrived at a deep forest. The person got down and set up few lamps and a unfolding a chair they brought the man and sat him up on the chair. They sat on the trunk of the car. After a while the man opened his eyes. He tried to shout for help when the kidnapper spoke. "Greetings to you too sir. FYI we're in a very secluded place. Unless your voice is 150 decibels you can't reach for HELP. So, shall we?" and the kidnapper removed the coolers.
"Who the hell are you. Do you know who I am? I am the communication minister of this country. If you want to live you better untie me" the man wailed. "You have plenty of energy for someone who's about to die.(sigh)" the kidnapper said and turned to unpack a bag after wearing one more pair glove. Taking out a dagger. "what, wha.. what are you doing? Untie me. Get away from me. Who are you?" as he was shouting the kidnapper sat down and unzipped the man. The kidnapper took out his phallus and placed a wooden chopping board on the man's lap placing the man's phallus on that. Looking at the dagger and chopping board the man cried out load telling him to stop. The kidnapper caught the man's jaw and stuffed it with cotton. Wielding the dagger again the kidnapper kept the dagger on his phallus, slowly sliced it vertically. The man's cry was muffled but loud. The tears were flowing. The kidnapper repeated the process for a good 20 minutes. The kidnapper took a nail gun and punched the man's hands and legs so that he could not move. Laid the man flat and ripped his pant and inserted an pear of anguish. After an tremendous torture, the man died. The kidnapper sat on the ground. After a few minutes the kidnapper stood and removed the man's clothes. The kidnapper took out a phone and took a picture of the now dead man smiling ear to ear. The blood splattered on the eyes now adding to the crazy look.
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"You know man there is still a only a tiniest possibility that the trap you set would have worked". A man spoke entering the forest with his friend. "you're just mad that none of your traps worked previous time" his friend said and laughed while walking towards the trap they set to capture animals. On their way they smell something rotten. They went in search for where that smell came from. They were appalled at the sight in front of them. There lied a body of a naked man who could be hardly identifiable. His body was damaged beyond the core. It looked like an animal tore the man's face. Panicked, they called the cops.
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Mysterie / ThrillerI can't stand the idea of you with another man. I never thought I will be jealous of another man. But every time I go on date with you and find those lecherous men staring at you, I get this urge to walk to them and bend to their ear and whisper how...
